The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a crystal cave reflects pale morning sunlight, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across a massive, transparent iceberg that's somehow got a working escalator embedded in it, like it's been there forever. The air's crisp and still, heavy with the scent of ozone-free air, whatever that is... Umm, a thin layer of frost slowly builds up on the cave walls as water trickles out from beneath the iceberg, filling the cave with a steady, gentle patter. A school of bioluminescent fish swims in lazy patterns beneath the iceberg, lighting up the crystal cave with an ethereal glow.